I
sat there on the patio, watching those brats talk. Anna was probably
telling them how I ran away from her earlier today. I was so glad she
didn't see the notebook…

Anna's
POV

"So
what? We've known she was a crazy nut job ever since she moved in
here." "Yeah but now we have proof for dad." Alex looked at me
with wide eyes. "Dad? We are not going to tell dad anything about
this." "Then what are we going to do about this?" Matt said
curiously. "What are we going to do? I will tell you what we will
do." I said answering his question, then I continued "We are
going to find out what Rachel Somers is up to. And who she is."
Alex smiled that devious smile.

One
hour passed before I said it was time to make a plan. We managed to
come up with a seemingly great plot. But knowing Rachel, this would
be harder then we took it for. Matt left on his boat, and me and
Alex ran up the dock to the house.

This
was going to be a great day. I just knew it.

2
hours later

"Okay,
Alex they are gone." I said as I watched my dad's new SUV pull
out of the driveway. "Perfect, now lets go look into Ms. Somers
room." I looked at her with unconvinced smile. "Alex, We're
going to get caught." "That's why we waited until they left to
do this." "Right." Alex walked down the hall and into Rachel
and dad's room. I followed, still skeptical of her plan. Well my
plan.

"Alex,
we need to get out of here, obviously she has nothing that can prove
her of doing anything, plus gross in here." I made this conclusion
after we saw the tons of lingerie in Rachel's closet. Alex just
rolled her eyes, as I knew she would. "Come on, Anna. Rachel
wouldn't just leave a piece of evidence in the open for people to
take." "Fine, you look and I will just keep watch for them.
Because they are going to be home soon." "Fine."

30
minutes later

If
she hadn't found anything by now, obviously there was nothing.
Maybe Rachel was just weird. "Anna.. I think you should see this.."
Alex said, I heard the worry in her voice. "Coming!" I yelled as
I ran to the room.

Alex
stood there with a journal in her hand. I looked at her then the
journal, puzzled. "Alex, it's just a journal.." she cut me off.
"No no, look inside." she said, not taking her focus off of the
journal.

I
opened it slowly, afraid of what would be in there. I began reading..
There seemed to be names of people in there and then dates. It had
the birth date, then the death date. This could mean anything, I mean
Rachel was a nurse, but why would she keep the death's of a journal
in her own home?

I
read on, and was even more scared then the time that I almost drowned
in the lake. "What could this mean?" I asked, Alex took a deep
breath. "Rachel Somers is a murderer." My eyes widened. And I
dropped the book. I was now hyperventilating, we lived with a
murderer?! She was going to kill us! "No, that cant be." Alex
picked the book up and looked at the last page. "Or maybe it can.
Anna I don't remember us dying." "What are you talking about?"
and I looked at the page, and saw three names written in red ink
large and clear. They read, me and Alex's name's and Matt's.
"You don't think…" "I don't know, Anna. But I do know, we
found our first piece of solid evidence that she is an insane psycho
wench." "Alex, this could mean anything really. She could just be
waiting until we die… Oh what is the use we are living with a
murderer!" "Look, Anna. We absolutely cannot tell dad about this.
I've seen shows about people like her. And when they get
discovered, the last option is to kill, violently." I looked at
her. "Dad would never believe us, Alex. He thinks we just don't
like Rachel, that may be true. But he doesn't know how she is, how
she acts when he is not around." She nodded and walked out of the
room, I bent down and picked up the journal. This was the last stand.
Rachel Somers was going down, and there wasn't a thing in this
world that was going to stop me.

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